No strings are better than strings.

Fu Xi smiled and said, "Sister, did you find that the strings of Fuxiqin were dropped?" ”

Qingge was surprised, and then sat down elegantly, folded his legs, clasped his hands on his knees, and looked at Fuxi for a long time, "That's true, come, tell me your opinion." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Although Fuxi is not very old, Qingge does not treat him as a child.

The first thing he did when he came to Yefu was to ask Ye Wuxian to send someone to invite Yun Yuexia and Shi Yin from Qingshi Town, she believed that Yun Yuexia and the others would definitely be interested in Fuxi's talent in the field of divination.

Fuxi climbed on the legs of Qingge and sat in Qingge's arms, "The world thinks that the piano without strings is a waste qin, but as everyone knows, the ancient qin master who created the Fuxi qin, in order to find the strings that can match the Fuxi qin, traveled all over the rivers and mountains and did not get anything, later, the violinist was disappointed thoroughly, and the Fuxi qin was idle, after the death of the qinist, his descendants inadvertently found the Fuxi qin in the warehouse, cut the elk's tendons into strings, and placed them on, but unfortunately, the general violinist is difficult to play the posture of the Fuxi qin, so the Fuxi qin is idle againThe holder of the fuxiqin needs to be able to resonate with the spiritual soul of the fuxiqin. ”

Qingge was surprised, Fu Xi's words, for thousands of years, can resonate with Fu Xiqin, is there only one city in the night?

The posture of playing the Fuxi qin in the city at night, she can see with her own eyes, that kind of demeanor and temperament, no one can match, Rao is a country and a city sinking fish and geese, and it is difficult to describe its half-point posture.

"Elk's tendons?" Light song raised eyebrows.

"The tendons of the elk just happen to be installed on the Fuxi qin, and what material configuration of the strings of a piano like Fuxi can match it?"

Fu Xi sneered and said: "I think the guqin master who created the Fuxi Qin is simple-minded and limous, he is a tendon in the brain, after the death of the qinist, there is a qinist who kills people with the qin, and becomes the killing god of the ancient century, however, the qin held by this qinist has no strings." ”

Hearing this, Qingge also understood what Fuxi meant, he wanted Nightfall City to try to control the piano without strings.

This does sound fantastical, and Nightfall City frowned slightly, but Qingge was eager to try, once he broke through the unreachable realm, that was really powerful.

That night, two large and one small came to the courtyard of Fengyue Pavilion.

Nightfall City is dressed in a snow-white robe, holding a Fuxi qin without strings in his arms.

She stood in the middle of the flowers of early spring, concentrating, her slender fingers on the place where the strings were originally covered and now empty, and she closed her eyes and tried to play, but there was no sound!

Ye Chengcheng looked at the piano in his hand and felt that playing the piano without strings was very funny.

The city seems to be full of strength to fight Fu Xiqin, and his fingers keep plucking Fu Xiqin, who has nothing, standing in the wind, his clothes fluttering.

"Look at her, how much of an idiot." Fuki said.

Qingge smashed his fist on the head of the guy who was neither big nor small.

Fuxi rubbed the bulging bag on his head and looked at Qingge aggrievedly.

The two of them sat on the stone chairs outside the courtyard, and the night fell into the cold wind, their fingers stiff and repeating the action of playing the piano over and over again.

At noon the next day, Qingge realized that something was wrong.

The current state of Nightfall City has gone crazy, and it seems that it has maintained its current state without popping up a single sound.

Light song embarrassment!

When the servant came to tell Qingge that he was going to have lunch, Qingge coughed dryly and walked to the side of Nightfall, "Ahem...... That, Allure, it's time to eat, no matter how hungry you are, your chest will be gone. ”

Nightfall didn't seem to hear the words of the light song, and his fingers kept plucking the stringless harp.

Qingge then seduced, "Eat first, and then come back after eating, okay?" ”

Nightfall doesn't speak.

There was no way, Qingge Fuxi and the others had no choice but to hold two bowls of white rice aggrievedly, squatting not far in front of Yeli City, and gnawing on them in a big gulp.

Fuxi turned his head, teary eyes, and looked at Qingge extremely aggrieved, "I want to eat meat." ”

Qingge hit his head with chopsticks, "It's good to have white rice." ”

Fuki was eating white rice with tears in her eyes.

When Beihuang came, when he saw the appearance of Qingge Fuxi, he couldn't help laughing, and a dispensable smile finally appeared on his blandish face.

He asked Nightfall what was wrong, and Qingge told him the truth.

Beihuang asked for a bowl of rice, and walked towards the night city, he used chopsticks to pick up some rice, and put it on the lips of the night city, the night city did not move, as if he was intoxicated in his own world and could not extricate himself.

Beihuang was not in a hurry, smiled faintly, leaned into the ear of Yeqicheng, blew a breath, Yeqicheng was shocked, and glared at Beihuang angrily.

Beihuang smiled without saying a word, and suddenly took a bite on the smooth and delicate earlobe of the night city.

Ye Chengcheng was angry, and he was about to scold when he opened his mouth, but Beihuang stuffed the rice into it, and said ambiguously: "The coming day is long, the piano can be practiced at any time, if the body is broken, I will feel distressed." ”

Ye Chengcheng frowned, put down the piano, snatched the job from Beihuang's hand expressionlessly, and then practiced the piano after gobbling it up.

Beihuang smiled.

If you look at Beihuang in the night of the city, you can find that the man's eyes are full of spoiling.

Beihuang took the bowl and chopsticks, ambiguously wiped off the rice grains on the side of the mouth of the night city, and then ate it under the expression of the ghost of the night city......

Dropped ......

Finish......

Nightfall's gaze turned cold.

Beihuang seemed to be smiling, and after handing over the dishes and chopsticks to the slave, he left in style.

As early as when Beihuang was close to the night city, Qingge covered Fuxi's eyes, and kept silently reciting indecent disrespect, all kinds of eighteen prohibitions and the like!

Fuxi struggled for a while to get out of Qingge's clutches, but the play had ended, and Beihuang had already gone away.

Since then, Night Fall City has practiced the piano day and night, and light songs are not stopped, but when it is time to eat, bring the food to Fengyue Pavilion and let Night Fall City eat, and Night Fall City does not follow? Okay, take the threat of Beihuang, and if you don't follow it, you have to rely on it.

Whenever this happens, Qingge will laugh like a fox.

Fuki looked at Qingge's treacherous appearance, and only felt that he was on the thief ship.

Finally, a month later!

In the middle of the night, Fuxi was drowsy on the stone table, and Qingge closed his eyes and cultivated cross-legged, stabilizing the innate twelvefold and spiritual power that had just broken through.

Zheng――

A voice passed through her eardrums.

As if he knew something, he opened his eyes softly, full of joy, blessed to his soul, and sincerely happy.

She looked at the night with a smile, under the cold moonlight, the woman's face was cold, holding the piano in one hand, and playing the place without strings in the other, the sound of the piano converged into beads at her fingertips, and penetrated into it like a flowing cloud.

Sonic waves cover the entire night house!

People who have fallen asleep, who are now asleep, and people who suffer from insomnia, are also falling into dreams.

It's not like music, it's like a soothing soup!

She succeeded!

Qingge stood up and laughed.

Nightfall City stopped playing the piano, walked towards Qingge, and said, "The piano you gave was not damaged by me." ”

The light song stopped talking, sighed, and patted the full head of the night allure, "You can find it again if the piano is gone, as long as you are here, it is better than anything." ”

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